I’m Coming Home From My Wings
[ich komme aus meinen schwingen heim]
I come home from the soaring in which I lost myself.
I was song, and the refrain which is God
is still roaring in my ears.
Now I am still
and plain:
no more words.
To the others I was like a wind:
I made them shake.
I’d gone very far, as far as the angels,
and high, where light thins into nothing.
But deep in the darkness is God.
From Rilke’s Book of Hours – Love Poems to God
“So I remember having come home from tour in 1996 after having been in the white-hot heat of the Jagged Little Pill release tour around the planet. And this Rainer Maria Rilke poem just really moved me. I just remember weeping, and weeping, and I would read it over, and over again. So forgive me if I begin to weep again. Just the touring, and the contribution, and the huge energy, and the love, and then coming home, and attempting to sort of process that, and transmute that. The energy can get really high in the human body. So sometimes I notice when there’s an awakening, or an up-leveling, coming home from a tour. In my case, it’s like my body is catching up to the consciousness. So I think of that poem and think how much I love the darkness. It doesn’t scare me.”
Alanis Morissette, Award-winning singer/songwriter